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Boys Like Ama 
Jillian McGuffin was a living, breathing, walking, talking lollapalooza. The truth was evident from the way she easily slipped in and out of multiple personalities and her incapacity to analyze situations where she was better off keeping her speech limited. At least she wasn't talking in polysyllables. Not that Daphne would have trouble understanding her but the amount of words per minute Jillian threw out were daunting and dizzying.
"Aye," she trusted herself enough to say when she flicked her wrist and chanted the incantation, struggling briefly at first with raising the balloon safely from the desk and clear from her schoolbag. "Though, argh, truth be told, this here Cap'n ain't got a clue what to do now..."
What was the task again? Raise balloons...avoid getting wet? Do not give extra body parts to students?"
Jillian flashed her pearly whites again. "Yer doin' fine, Cap'n. Just raise the balloon fer ten sec'nds and after that, gently put it back down on the desk without bursting it." she nodded. She usually looked like one of those bobble-head figures when she did this. Poor girl couldn't help it though. Nodding had been involuntary since she was eight. She was used to nodding a lot now she didn't even notice her nodding much.
Jillian continued to observe Daphne as she raised the balloon. Daphne was really doing well. Jillian had to maintain that concentration too, so her balloon wouldn't pop and wet Daphne when it was her turn to levitate the rubbery thing filled with water. Jillian nodded at the thought. "Yer pirate talk be improvin' quick-like, Cap'n" she complimented as the balloon hovered mid-air.